One time when I was driving to school, I ran over a squirrel. I was still a little tired from waking up, and I was driving down the street when it suddenly ran out into the street. I couldn't help it, I tried to swerve, but it was too late. I felt so bad, I started crying. I always liked squirrels and vowed when I got a car not to run over any animals. Apparently that squirrel had different intentions and a death wish, running out into the road. I was always more careful after that, though. I didn't want to take another innocent animals life.